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Today, my dad bought me a black ink cartridge for my printer.
Today, my mam bought me a tube of PVA glue for my Textiles coursework.
Today, my nana bought me a four-pack of Lovehearts candy.
Lovehearts are small fruit-flavoured candies that seem to melt in your mouth.
On each one, there's a message.
There used to be few messages in them, and you'd get the same message a few times in the same packet.
Between these four packets, I haven't had a single duplicate message.
I think the American version of these sweets are called Sweethearts.
Lovehearts are made by Swizzels Matlow, if you were wondering.
A great sweet company - very high in sugar content.
I'm going to use them to send a message to my special friend, whom I love.
Emily:
"I love you." "Hold me." "Be happy."
"It's love." "Forever." "Trust me."
A couple of days ago I had a really strange dream. I dreamed I was in California with my mom, sister and some other people I can't remember. Something told me it was pretty much the same crew I went to Las Vegas with back in June.
In the dream, we went to a shopping center in Oregon, which for some strange reason was a short walk from California. When we were leaving the store, I saw a large, white owl landing on the top of the store's roof. I remember being amazed that I was able to see the owl alight on the roof. Everyone was leaving me, but I wanted to hang out with the owl. I stayed and made up my mind to meet up with everyone later. Now, anyone who knows me knows I have the sense of direction of a blind june bug, so I don't usually separate from the group, but in this dream I did.
I sat on the ground in front of the owl and nervously hooted at it in hopes that it would come down and interact with me. At first, it just looked at me. When I hooted again, it flew down and it landed on my right thigh. I told him that he was a big boy and very beautiful. I asked him if it was okay for me to stroke his feathers. He nodded and I stroked him on his head and down his back, much like one would pet a cat. He seemed to like it. I asked him if he wanted to talk to me. He nodded. Then he expelled some sort of disgusting thick mucus-like fluid out of his butt on the ground next to me. I remember trying not to jump and show my disgust because I didn't want to offend him. I also remember feeling lucky that there wasn't any on my jeans. I thought, "that's odd, owls are supposed to expell pellets that have whole parts of what they've eaten in them." I've never heard of them spewing out mucus! I decided to look to see what was in it and I clearly saw a small, human skeleton, that looked like it belonged to a child. I didn't know what to make of this, but I figured I had taken up enough of the owl's time and after losing the contents of what I figured was lunch or dinner, I guessed he may want to eat. Besides, it was now after dusk and time for most owls to hunt.
I asked him if he was ready to eat and he nodded. I bowed to him and wished him good hunting and left. I started to panic a little because I knew there was a chance I could get lost going back to meet my friends and family, but then I thought, "Oh, Trista (tristaprez) and Ray live here in Oregon. I could just call them if I get lost." However, I distinctly remember not wanting to have to bother them about it. I figured I should be able to get back to our hotel in California by myself.
What the hell does this dream mean? I'm kinda worried because usually when I see an owl, its warning me about something and the news ain't good. However, I remember feeling honored that the owl, my totem, interacted with me and I felt like he was friendly. I also can't help but notice that a lot of the dream seems to be centered around Tristaprez. The last time I saw her, was when I went to Vegas for her daughter's high school graduation. About two months after our visit, she and her family moved to Portland, Oregon and her oldest daughter, who graduated moved in with some friends and plans to move to New York and pursue her dance and modeling career. I'm praying this isn't some horrible omen. I'm THIS close to pulling out what little hair I have left over worrying about the unknown and the possibilities. Its not a good feeling. HELP!
Hello, Raven
What brings you near?
Have you a message for my ear?
Your presence is welcome
Now, if you don't mind,
I'll just close my eyes
So that I might find
The wonderful gift
You came near to bring
And thank you, my friend
For the song that you sing.
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